on, sweat beaded on Jiang Zhengde's forehead, while Chen Ping stood with an effortless air, as if he hadn't exerted himself at all!"Is that all you've got" Chen Ping looked at Jiang Zhengde's increasi...ord was blocked.The attack missed, and Watanabe Ichiro's sword flashed as he pivoted, moving with his blade like a whirlwind, sending a torrent of sword energy towards Chen Ping.In a mere few seconds,...